Aria

For each little bit of me, if anyone enquires, I won’t let them see, life isn't done by phone, doesn't sound like a choir, why should anyone groan, my small cup of whiskey, brighter than the fire, will put me in key, I know what I know, forget poisoned desire, just leave me to glow, whoever needs certainty, alaways asking for hire, maybe they'll get a peak, if someone moans, says that I perspire, watch out for their bones, come down on their jiminy, sing high on the wire, pray for serendipity, I'm no burst tyre.